Blackouts Poem by Dinu Thomas Kuttamparambil

My heart is in a total blackout...
Dear, I am uncertain about what I am thinking,
but I still can hear a feeble voice
whispering...that death is less painful than
those sharp arrows from you...

Some people are just like the sweet thorns.
totally blind to even notice your weeping wounds...
Are they sadist? what do you think?
what they gain from that?

Oh! friends, you have to encounter
those difficult piece of creations once in your life.
May be its good to experience hard times...
But I am not that bold as the world think
Is it because of that, God wants to prepare my heart?
Will see how it goes.: -)